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Post by mae00 on Aug 27, 2024 13:14:32 GMT -5
I'm not so sure that this is a good idea for Philip. If he's got this much of an issue with who is living in the house, then he needs to confront Maggie about it and lay some ground rules down. The mansion is to be a home to at least one small child, not a hotel with revolving doors.
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Post by Kpatch on Aug 28, 2024 7:09:50 GMT -5
Chapter 491c
Cassie Brady stood on the street outside a local tavern with her phone to her ear. “I’m fine, I keep telling you.” She paused to listen and said, “Rex! Stop it. I’m not alone and I’m not walking the streets.”
She glanced at the red neon logo of the Brook Bay Motel and the flashing “vacancy” sign. “I’m at my friend um Brooke’s house with a bunch of other people watching the game. Who’s playing? Oh, who knows. I don’t pay attention to these things. I promise, I won’t get drunk and do something stupid.” She paused while Rex was talking. “Yes, I’m still working. That’s right. Modeling. No, I’m not getting too old! Redheads like me have a longer shelf life. We’re always in demand.”
She paused to listen to his question. “Why haven’t you seen me in anything? Um. I’m guessing it’s because you don’t read fashion magazines. Geez Rex. You’re making me wish you were still pursuing Sarah. You need something better to do with your time than harass me. Yes, I—”
She abruptly stopped talking when she noticed a really good-looking guy get out of his BMW and walk into the tavern. He didn’t look like the typical Three Bulls Tavern customer. The voice on the other end of the phone brought her back to the conversation. “Yes, sorry. I’m still here. But look, I gotta run, hon. Talk to you soon.”
She looked in the direction of the tavern’s front door as she ended the call, and smiled. “You just might be the guy I’ve been looking for all my life. Or at least for tonight.” She tapped the mirror app on her phone, checked her face in the mirror, and headed inside.
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Post by André DiMera on Aug 28, 2024 9:15:23 GMT -5
Wasn’t expecting to see Cassie! Wonder how she’ll react when she finds out this “good-looking guy” is her brother.
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Post by doolfan4life on Aug 28, 2024 9:34:57 GMT -5
I always forget he’s her brother
I was hoping for a hookup damn
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Post by heroicmuse on Aug 28, 2024 12:25:01 GMT -5
I forgot Cassie was related to Philip. Like doolfan4life I was expecting a drunken hookup. |
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Post by gapeach on Aug 28, 2024 14:16:14 GMT -5
It took me a minute as well to figure out who Cassie was. Then it dawned on me. It is definitely going to be an interesting confrontation between Philip & Cassie.
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Post by Kpatch on Aug 29, 2024 7:27:49 GMT -5
Chapter 491d
Philip grabbed a barstool and ordered a shot of scotch when the bartender asked what he’s having. He downed it in one gulp, anxious to get started on numbing his brain. He motioned for the bartender to bring him another. While waiting for his drink, he scanned his surroundings. The place wasn’t overly busy but they had a fair number of customers—regulars, Philip decided.
The tavern looked eerily like the Cheatin’ Heart in Salem. Wood paneling, a juke box playing a song that was older than he was, a couple of pool tables, dart boards and a TV behind the bar playing the game of the week. Standard stuff. Philip started to turn and face the bar again when his eyes fell upon a strikingly beautiful woman who was alone at a table and clearly staring at him. She smiled, got up from her table, and approached him. Philip inwardly rolled his eyes when he saw she was a redhead. Redheads were nothing but trouble. Then again, so were most women.
She slid onto a barstool beside Philip and said, “Well would you look what the wind blew in. Been a long time.”
Philip’s brow knit. “I think you have me mixed up with someone else.”
Her mouth fell open. “Well, that’s embarrassing.”
“The lighting is low. Honest mistake.”
“My name is Ruby.”
“I’m Phil.” They shook hands. “So, is Ruby really your name?”
“No. Is Phil really yours?”
Philip decided it was prudent at that moment to say, “No, it’s not.”
“Well, whatever your name is, buy me a drink?”
“Sure. Why not.” He waved the bartender over.
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Post by doolfan4life on Aug 29, 2024 8:45:12 GMT -5
Um ewww lol I hope they realise they’re siblings sooner than later
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Post by André DiMera on Aug 29, 2024 11:18:20 GMT -5
I’m guessing “Ruby” is really Cassie.
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Post by heroicmuse on Aug 29, 2024 12:03:48 GMT -5
I assume that's Cassie. I hope this isn't going where it seems to be going.
LOL at the bar looking just like the Cheatin' Heart. So many sets on the real show are like that.
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Post by mae00 on Aug 29, 2024 15:04:05 GMT -5
Ugh! Philip this is NOT a good idea! I hope you come to your senses soon!
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Post by Kpatch on Aug 30, 2024 7:51:04 GMT -5
Chapter 491e
“Buy me a drink?” the pretty redhead asked.
“Sure. Why not.” Philip waved the bartender over.
“What are you drinking,” the woman asked.
Philip lifted his highball and downed his second glass. “Scotch. You?”
When the bartender set a cocktail napkin in front of her, she said, “Not scotch. I’ll have a Long Island Iced Tea.” The bartender walked away to prepare her drink. “So, Phil, or whatever your name is. What’s a guy like you doing in a place like this?”
“A guy like me? What kind of guy do you assume I am?”
“I don’t know. Different.” When Philip looked at her quizzically, she continued. “Look around. Ain’t nobody else here with looks like yours. With clothes like yours. I noticed you the second you walked in. How could I not?” She stroked his sleeve. “Beautiful knit pullover. Probably real expensive. You probably don’t even own a plaid Brawny Lumberjack Guy shirt, but all the other guys here probably own more than one.” She stroked his face with the back of her hand. “And you’re clean-shaven. Every other guy here hasn’t seen a razor in years. Not only that. You’re a beautiful man.”
Philip sat up straighter. He was used to women coming on to him, and he was used to fending off unwanted advances. But he wasn’t expecting it right now. This woman caught him off-guard and he wasn’t sure how he felt about it. If he responded to her flirtation, would he be cheating on his wife? She’s the one who left him. They were separated—if not legally, by distance for sure. He gave Ruby a smile, but he knew it was half-hearted. Maybe he forgot how to flirt after all this time. Chloe was the only woman he ever really wanted and they’d been together on and off for years, even before they put a ring on it and made it official.
“Hey, where’d you go?” she asked.
“Um. What do you mean?”
“You looked a million miles away. Sad even. Are you drowning your sorrows because you just got dumped by your girlfriend?”
“Wife.” Philip knocked his empty glass on the bar to let the bartender know to bring him another. “My wife walked out on me.”
“Oh. Wow. I was expecting small talk, but what the hell. Let’s really get to know each other,” she mumbled. “She must be insane to walk out on you. What happened?”
Philip downed his third shot and started singing along with the song Key Largo that was playing on the juke box.
“Baby, this can't be the end…
We had it all
Just like Bogie and Bacall
Starring in our own late, late show
Sailing away to Key Largo.”
He stopped singing and stated, “And she took it all when she left me.”
“You mean she took all your money?”
“No. I still have my money. She took my soul. I never want to fall in love like that again, where one woman has the power to make me or break me so completely.” He looked sideways at her. “Just thought you should know I’m not looking for a girlfriend.”
Ruby ran her fingers up Philip’s arm. “Aren’t you going to ask my story?”
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Post by André DiMera on Aug 30, 2024 7:55:21 GMT -5
Hopefully this won’t go too much further. Especially if I’m correct that “Ruby” is Cassie.
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Post by Kpatch on Aug 30, 2024 8:02:03 GMT -5
Hopefully this won’t go too much further. Especially if I’m correct that “Ruby” is Cassie. Ruby is Cassie. |
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Post by doolfan4life on Aug 30, 2024 9:11:38 GMT -5
The talking I can handle I wish she would stop touching
This is yucky
🤮
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